Week 30 is hitting me with a few types of emotions.  Only 10 weeks left, Walter is not going to be an only child any longer, I can’t believe I’ll be a mother of two.  Honestly, I look at my life 90% of the time not believing I’m a mother at all.  I’m pretty sure I’m 24 (well in my mind I am).  In reality, I’m 34, a wife, mom, homeowner, and more.  All the things I wanted since I was little.  Being successful in my own little way: I’ve made it.

The other thing that has hit during this week: the stage of uncomfortable.  I literally have 8 pillows on the couch with me just so I can get comfortable, and also get off my couch.  Flipping over in bed is no longer this adorable toss and turn but instead I have to sit completely up and then turn over.  Sitting up at this level is not easy because the abs that I used to have (which were all hidden under a few layers of cookies, brownies, and ice cream) no longer work appropriately.

This blog was started because we were all in lock down, quarantined from friends, family, work, and many other places.  I have finally started to do things with the world opening up, and outside of wearing a mask and using hand sanitizer until my skin is drier than a martini, it isn’t so bad.

On a side note: We got to meet two new babies this week and Walter just wanted to wave, blow them kisses and constantly look for them.  Not that they were hiding, but he kept running away to play and would run back to them.  They were usually moved by the time he would come back and he would be so confused.  But he would say baby and smile huge, so that is a good sign for what’s to come.

Father’s Day Festivities with my Dad

Celebrating Father’s Day was a bit different for us this year.  Normally for my dad we will do lunch and mini golf, or something of the sort.  But I think that a lot of these places are either not open or packed when I drive by.  We decided to go to a local restaurant of my dad’s choosing for lunch.  It was a great time, intimate because no one was really there, and nice to enjoy being elsewhere for lunch.

I more than enjoy my father’s company, I always have.  He’s the first guy I loved and one of the cutest and kindest men I have ever met. No, I am not being biased, you can ask anyone that knows him.  He has taught me to be nice to others, be outgoing, and how to use dad jokes.  Unfortunately, the last part can also be a turn off when you are an adult woman and not an older father, but it’s who I am now, the world will just need to deal with it.

Any way I just wanted to shout him out because he is amazing and has a huge heart.  When he met my mother, she had 4 teenage children that just lost their father.  He came into their life at a very difficult time and has been there for each and everyone of them throughout the years.  That can’t possibly go unnoticed.  He goes to church every morning, understandably if you read the last sentence.  Though I can’t say I follow suit, even weekly, is a level of commitment I wish I had.

He’s done so much for our family and I can’t wait to stuff more memories in my bank with him, especially now that he has another grandchild on the way.

Celebrating My In-Laws

My in-laws are the best.  I know a lot of people complain about theirs, but there is really few things to complain about with them.  When we are at work they are Walter’s caregivers, and soon to be Baby #2’s as well.

Last week we not only had father’s day, but my MIL’s birthday, and their 44th anniversary all in one weekend.  We had them over for a dinner and cake to celebrate.  A few presents, and cards that Walter signed, completed our night.

These two are going to be influential in our child’s lives.  They do tons of fun things with Walter and he cries when it’s time to go home.  Which is currently heartbreaking giving my current circumstance of crying over everything.  The fact that he wants to hang out with them more than me makes me sad.  But honestly, on the other hand I would much prefer it this way than him crying when we drop him off and have to leave for the day.  Also, I’m pretty sure that grandparents are supposed to be the more fun people vs the parents that are more strict.

By the way, in case you don’t already know this, being a parent is a difficult task.  Trying to teach your child one thing and then when he goes elsewhere there are new rules, or no rules to follow, makes our job as parents hard.  This is not in relation to my in-law’s, it’s everywhere else besides with us.  It is taking 1 step forward when you see progress, to literally 10 steps backwards and having to reteach/relearn certain manners.

Maine

To get to the Number 1 man in my life, my husband Dave, we celebrated Father’s Day in Maine.  If you know him you know he is into beer.  It’s a hobby that has gotten out of control.  Not in a bad way but in a fun way that has led us on many enjoyable adventures.  With that being said, there were some bottles he needed to pick up in Maine and a couple other breweries he likes, so we took the drive up on Father’s Day.

I was able to score a nice hotel across from the beach.  It had a living room, bedroom, and 2 bathrooms.  I’ve never been in a hotel room with 2 bathrooms before.  Well one time we shared a room with another couple, but it was a suite and we each had our own bathroom.  This place however had one off the living room and another off the bedroom.  I felt fancy so it was a win win.

Going back to the quarantined aspect of life these days – eating at the hotel’s restaurant we had to sit outside.  Cliff side to the ocean, beautiful flowers, right outside our room, sounds peaceful right?  Let me paint it this way: the patrons were right outside our window eating dinner on folding tables.  What do you think Walter does at any window?  He stares out them, when he sees people and animals he will wave at them.  If they don’t wave back he then proceeds to pound on the window and try again.  Needless to say when we went out for dinner the couple sitting next to us already knew who we were.  Check out the window behind us in the 2nd picture, that’s our room.

Play-dates

We also had a play-date this week with my friend Renee and her daughter Sophia.  Walter and Sophia are 3 months apart and about the same size.  They are super cute and did very well playing with each other.  Sharing was going pretty well for a while until cheerios came out.  I definitely got a taste of what it will be like to have two: adorable and fun, yet with it’s own challenges.  They had a great time and we can’t wait to do it again.

Mommy and Daddy play-date this week was redoing our back steps.  This was more of a Daddy date with Mommy sitting there talking because it was too hot for me to do much more than weed.  These images will come in the My Oasis section once complete.  We also put together an adorable playhouse for outside that I think Walter is enjoying so far.

Another play-date we had this week was a family affair, a #LattimerAdventure.  We went to the Lavender Pond Farm in Killingworth.  The way the site sold it I couldn’t wait to go there.  It wasn’t as glorious as I was expecting.  It was nice, but not worth the hour ride for us.  We made up for it by going to lunch on the water, which was fantastic.

What are your plans now that you can do a bit more than we have been used to since March?  Are you still staying in? Or are you over it and going back to normal with a mask on?  Let me know in the comments.